We do not claim, however, that the dead are all-knowing; but free from the physical bodies, the spiritually enlightened ones have a broader vision of things, especially if there is a close sympathetic feeling between the dead and the living, as there appeared to have been in this case, for the conditions must be absolutely harmonious before one may bring his actual astral experience into the waking consciousness.

An interesting case of the dead appearing in a dream was as that of Mrs. Marie Menge, 15 West Schiller street, Chicago.  Mr. Charles Peterson, former lieutenant of the Danish army, was a roomer with Mrs. Menge for a number of years.  He had no relatives or near friends in America.  Mr. Peterson had been ill for some time with asthma and finally was taken to the Hahnemann Hospital, 2814 Ellis avenue, Chicago.  In less than a half hour before she received the telephone call telling of his death she suddenly awakened and told her husband Mr. Peterson had appeared to her in a dream.  She states, he appeared in a white cloud and seemed well and happy.  He died about 1:30 A.M., Saturday, March 18, 1921.

It was an easy matter for C. Peterson to appear in a vision to the only one who had shown any sympathy and kindness toward him during his illness, and his landlady being asleep, was functioning in her astral body, which becomes a vehicle of consciousness, and as there was sympathy between the two it was possible for her to retain her astral vision in waking suddenly as she did.

The dead are not dead at all, as many imagine.  This man is only physically dead because he has lost his physical body.  He is not intellectually and emotionally dead because he has not lost that part of his mechanism of consciousness which is the seat of thought and emotion.  The physical body only allows us to express ourselves in the physical world, but it is not the man, any more than the clothes he wears.

Extract from the Sunday Herald-Examiner, May 8, 1921: 

     New ghosts are writing poetry by universal service.

Paris, May 7.—­Can a ghost write poetry?  You betcha, says Baron Maurice de Waleffe, the French satirist, who tells of a remarkable book of spirits’ poems just published in Paris under the title of “The Glory of Illusion.”

Three years ago died Judith Gautier, niece of Theophile Gautier, and left a collection of slightly—­er—­passionate novels and collections of poems which were circulated among friends.  One of these friends was a girl, Judith’s most intimate companion.  A year after Judith’s death this girl dreamed a dream.  In the dream Judith appeared and commanded her to seize a pencil and write to dictation.  The result was a series of poems of an exoteric character which are triumphs of meter and scan perfectly.  They are published in the name of the girl friend, Mlle. S. Meyer Zundel, but Mlle. Zundel says they’re not really her works at all, but were directly dictated by her dead friend.  Previous to Judith’s death, Mlle. Zundel says she never wrote a line of poetry.